“Hey, that hurts.” Jaebum sulks as Jinyoung dabs the cotton with antiseptic on the cut on the former’s cheek. Jinyoung glares at him and dabs the cotton harder, “This hurts?  But getting punched in the gut for god knows how many isn’t?” he grits out, holding Jaebum’s head still by gripping his nape hard.

“I really don’t understand you sometimes.” Jinyoung continues on, extra harsh on cleaning Jaebum’s wound. “I said it hurts.” Jaebum whispers as he reaches to Jinyoung’s wrist, keeping it still. “You deserve it.” Jinyoung states and then he stands up and leaves Jaebum on the living room. He goes back a little later with a warm chocolate drink in his hands.

“Why won’t you ever listen to me?” He asks while he gives Jaebum the mug. “How many times do I have to tell not to get in fights?” Jaebum stares down on the drink and gently sips it while listening to Jinyoung